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Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

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A Cloud withdrew from the Sky


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A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
Superior Glory be
But that Cloud and its Auxiliaries
Are forever lost to me

Had I but further scanned
Had I secured the Glow
In an Hermetic Memory
It had availed me now.

Never to pass the Angel
With a glance and a Bow
Till I am firm in Heaven
Is my intention now.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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  • Veteran Poet - 3,421 Points Savita Tyagi (2/16/2014 8:26:00 AM)

    I have loved Emily's poems for many reasons. To me this poem speaks of not love or religion but the awareness of mind when she was not able to retain the beauty of a moment as it was presented to her and regretted for not being vigilant. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 8 Points Thomas Vaughan Jones (2/16/2014 3:09:00 AM)

    Many poets have hidden doggerel within their anthologies. It goes with the territory. While thjey muse and doodle, waiting for inspiration they pen odd thoughts. Most of them, I dare say, would rather such pieces were never brought to light. We have to learn to see things as they truly are, not as fashion would dictate us. Emily is famous and has written some fabulous poems Sadly, this is not one of them. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Laura Tierney (7/2/2012 3:45:00 PM)

    auxiliaries = reserves, additional,

    Hermetic = airtight, sealed

    avail - to take advantage of (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 150 Points Patti Masterman (2/16/2012 5:19:00 PM)

    When Emily wrote a religious sounding poem- well let me just say, I never saw the irony of that till now. And that makes me appreciate her even more, if possible.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 4 Points Martin O'Neill (2/16/2012 4:28:00 PM)

    Now, pardon me if I annoy people but I don't believe in judging a poem when I know who has written it if that person is famous. I read them anonymously and judge the poem on the emotions it stirs in me. That's it. Period.
    I would expect any of mine to be judged similarly.
    I find this difficult but not rhapsody inspiring as one reviewer seems to find it. I wonder if I were to write a poem and he were presented it as having been written by the estimable Miss Dickinson he would be as pleased as if he encountered me anew?
    I give this one 5 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Carlos Echeverria (2/16/2012 10:44:00 AM)

    This is a poignant love poem. A poem of unrequited love. The Angel is Cupid with the Bow which missed Emily's mark; but, to quote a certain song, her faith in love is still devout. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 11 Points Udiah Witness to YAH (2/16/2012 8:54:00 AM)

    Well done Emily! I'm sure you are enjoying the fruits of your labor. Yes, your memory served you well and you kept it sealed from the alchemists of your day.

    The line refering to 'glance and Bow' has a double entendre to which only The Truth enlightens. I see most comments here do capture the basic essense of this poem, many because they know of Emily's beliefs. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 516 Points Paul Brookes (2/16/2012 4:56:00 AM)

    Duh.....................Not a favourite of mine Don't get it even when explained. The illusions or delusions it alludes to. Having said this it is only my opinion and I'm sure wiser heads than mine find some esoteric pleasure in it. To me it is just the wanderings of a strange and deluded mind. Hey but what do I know. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 516 Points Paul Brookes (2/16/2012 4:31:00 AM)

    Incomprehensible to say the least. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? is she trying to say Not much I think. Possibly twaddle would fit! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Michael Pruchnicki (2/16/2011 4:20:00 PM)

    Once again, please spare us your recondite readings of Dickinson's 'A Cloud withdrew from the Sky' or the simple minded renditions by such as POEWHIT -check out the road sign, will you, Willie! - or Craddock's unbelievable and fantastic explication of a lyric poem by the queen of American poetry! I can see in my mind's eye the willowy maiden and artist turning to the tall man in an officer's uniform of the Union and pointing to the scrap of paper at her feet - 'Look and see my admirer's message written on envelopes or whatever he can salvage from the officers' mess - give me a private's earnest request any day! Okay? ' (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Joseph Poewhit (2/16/2010 9:52:00 AM)

    The Lord does make signs and wonders for us mortals. Sort of like a road sign giving directions. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Melody Dela Luna (2/16/2010 8:32:00 AM)

    i remember my lost angel when i read this poem. i read a lot of poems but this one really touched my heart.... (Report) Reply

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